
I give all my customers the same advice before we even begin to plan a project. “Be brave, be courageous, be creative. I am just the laborer, you are the designer,” and with that, I often leave them overwhelmed.

I give all my customers the same advice before we even begin to plan a project. “Be brave, be courageous, be creative. I am just the laborer, you are the designer,” and with that, I often leave them overwhelmed.

January, the first month of the year is already gone, and it was an eventful one. Have I accomplished anything on my list of 12 Months of Change and Purpose? Yes, I have, not always by choice, but by luck.

On the last day of 2020, I would like to share part of my life on my blog. 2020 has not been bad for me -far from it. I made interesting discoveries and my workrooms were messier than ever. I learned to sew face masks, made my husband my sewing apprentice, and before we knew what hit us we were were sewing, selling, and donating masks left and right. I started to collect bras.

The dead, the sick were so far away. Many of them in cities I once worked in or studied at, when I was young. I knew the threat was real, and so I stayed home like most of us did.

“We have this old chair in the barn,” he started the conversation, and with that, he had my full attention. We talked on the phone for a while, we emailed back and forth, and then we finally met.